HERE'S a health to the queen and a lasting peace, To faction an end, to wealth increase; Come, let's drink it while we have breath For there's no drinking after death; And he that will this toast deny— Down among the dead men let him lie. Let charming beauty's health go round, In whom celestial joys are found; And may confusion still pursue The senseless woman-hating crew; And they that woman's health deny— Down among the dead men let them lie. In smiling Bacchus' joys I'll roll, Deny no pleasure to my soul; Let Bacchus' health round swiftly move, For Bacchus is a friend to love; And he that will this health deny— Down among the dead men let him lie. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CANONIZATION by JOHN DONNE THE CONFLICT OF CONVICTIONS by HERMAN MELVILLE A TERRE (BEING THE PHILOSOPHY OF MANY SOLDIERS) by WILFRED OWEN TO MY MOTHER by EDGAR ALLAN POE AFTERMATH by SIEGFRIED SASSOON ETUDE REALISTE by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE |